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As another geezer, I love this thread. It was fun searching through old photos. Since I took most of the family photos back then, there are almost none of me, but lots of great ones of my wife many of which I had forgotten about. Here's one I found of me in the Minarets in 1981.

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Here's a photo my brother Mike took of me as I begin the swim through Muir Gorge. I'm wearing Levis cutoffs, tennis shoes, no socks, and an Alpine day pack. I carried my camera and snacks wrapped in a garbage bag. Mike snapped this photo and joined me on an eerie float through the gorge which for a very short stretch was a dark steep slot. The water was cold, but tolerable. 1976 was a drought year, so the water was low. Grand Canyon of the Tuolumne, Yosemite.

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Thanks for posting the Kelty baby carrier photos. I remember fondly using mine. My son had a propensity for leaning out to get a better view and since he rode so high in the pack, it made for interesting hiking. Somewhere there's some Kodachromes of me carrying my son on his first backpacking trip, but I don't know when I'll get around to digging them out.

I converted my standard Kelty to accomdate my kids. First I had a friend weld an extra bar onto the extension bar so that I could attach a canopy that I had sewn. The canopy had a top pocket for diapers and had mosquito netting. I suspended a seat in the top. As they got bigger I had to make a slit in the back so they could hang out there feet. I needed all that space under them for my own gear. My most trying trip was taking them both out for a weekend by myself, 3 1/2 and 1 1/2 years old, carrying everthing including the youngest! I must say that was not something I ever tried again! My problem was not the kids hanging out the back, but that they slept like logs while being packed. This really messed with bedtime when I was beat!